The next day, Chen Mo asked people to go outside to set off firecrackers.
Chen listened to the crackling sound of firecrackers again. He felt so indescribable. Ergou, you are wrong. This is not the firecracker I want.
He lay on the windowsill, looking sadly at the sickly figure of the young boy. The overall phenomenon in ancient times was still very reserved and implicit. There was no such simple and crude expression as "shooting a shot", so it was understandable if he had misunderstood it.
It was not until the beginning of winter that the boy was able to go to the yard and wield his sword and throw a few punches and kicks. Only then did Chen get his wish. However, considering the physical condition of both parties, he did not fire many shots, just one.
After they had sex, they lay together, their minds feeling a little blank.
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